By F1 writer and broadcaster James Allen

An anthem for F1 fans

Okay, this is a bit left field but I like a bit of variety on the site so here is something completely different.

In the old days, momentous events always used to be commemorated with poems and verse and it seems that the happenings of the last few weeks have inspired some of my readers to write poems. We’ve had several, but this one from Rudy Pyatt is actually pretty good so I thought, rather than let it sit in the comments section, it should get a more public airing.

It is not exactly a call to arms for F1 fans, but it has a certain Shakespearean quality about it and is certainly a call for the fans to be heard.

“Vanity, vanity.

Under the weight of these heavy manners, let the power fall.

An’ it fall, let it be to us, the fans.

Perhaps the ACO has the scope; maybe the ALMS knows best. Together, may they put things to the test someday soon, and for the rest of our lives, put us (the fans, that is to say) first. Let Them Answer All Our Queries! May they grant us (NOW) a New Series!

Unlike the others we see and have seen: Thrashing, scheming, screaming — nay, dreaming of, hungering — for only power in this infirm hour. That quest places them in a high tower. Too far away to see, unable to hear, the pleas from us — the fans.

Mayhap we (the fans) shall yet, with joy and song, receive welcome from new hosts at the Formula 1 feast, hosts with humility, and anxious, too, to please us, the fans.

Mayhap we shall help them hoist the banner (over the rubble and muddle of this present struggle, which has been overlong, should have been over long ago) of a New Championship, recognizing that this cannot go on, that what was wrong remains wrong, that no deal’s a deal until the deed is done. Deeds, not words, will end this battle, though the combatants prattle of peace. In our time? I think not.

A grand jest indeed, in word, and in deed — to think the problems all solved, when ego still holds sway in this play, the players upon the stage having played us, the fans, for fools.

Despite what we say,

Does the FIA care, anyway?
Will CVC, see?
Will FOTA advance, or retreat?

Team Principles
Ding Dong! The Witch is dead. Which old Witch? The Wicked Witch!
Ding Dong! The Wicked Witch is dead.
Wake up – sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed.
Wake up, the Wicked Witch is dead. She’s gone where the goblins go,
Below – below – below. Yo-ho, let’s open up and sing and ring the bells out.
Ding Dong’ the merry-oh, sing it high, sing it low.
Let them know
The Wicked Witch is dead!
Mayor
As Mayor of the F1 City, In the County of the Land of Moz, I welcome you most regally.
Barrister
But we’ve got to verify it legally, to see
Mayor
To see?
Barrister
If she
Mayor
If she?
Barrister
Is morally, ethic’lly

I think many people suspected that Mosley would do this. Is he completely incapable of walking away from any argument. Look at the rest of the guys out there. They race, they moan, they compete and they criticise each other and more often than not, it’s all forgotten about and they all move on. They behave like adults. Mosley on the other hand is like a child. He’s a disgrace and the sooner he’s officially gone (will it ever happen?) the better.